


An Unforgettable Dinner Night

by SinnyandAsh



Category: Onward (2020)
Genre: Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Awkward Flirting, Barley is 19, Brotherly Bonding, Crossdressing Kink, Daddy Issues, Daddy Kink, Ian is 17, Incest, M/M, Praise Kink, Rough Sex, Sibling Incest, Size Difference, barley a kinky fuck bro, kind of rough sex??, large man hands ;)
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2020-04-10
Updated: 2020-04-10
Packaged: 2021-03-01 20:42:07
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Underage
Chapters: 1
Words: 5,120
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/23583280
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/SinnyandAsh/pseuds/SinnyandAsh
Summary: Barley is always nothing but kind for Ian, he never stops himself from complimenting him or telling him how much he loved him. Ian was never very good at those sort of things, especially when it came to flirting. So one night, he decided he wanted to give it a try, and give him a few surprises along the way.
Relationships: Barley Lightfoot/Ian Lightfoot
Comments: 18
Kudos: 132





	An Unforgettable Dinner Night

**Author's Note:**

> hey, uuuh  
> i sorta came into onwards already shipping ian and barley with my partner from some trailers we watched. ian is just a year aged up, which is the age of consent where i live, but i know that's not for everywhere. i really hope you enjoy it!  
> -sinny ;)

Ian gingerly placed the long glass dish down on the middle of the table, letting out a sigh of relief as he took off his oven mitts. He placed his hands on his hips while looking down at his precisely placed set up. All the cooking and preparation was done, now it was time to play the waiting game. Feeling uncomfortably nervous, he went into the kitchen area to put away the gloves and grab the bottle of wine and two glasses he got from one of his newer friends. He told them he was planning on a small dinner night and they immediately offered to help him out.

_If only they knew he was having a dinner date with his big brother._

Ian went back into the dining room and sat down at the table, popping off the top of the bottle and filling his glass half way full. He took a small sip, the liquid sitting bitterly sweet on his tongue before swallowing, hoping that alcohol would ease his anxiety. He had everything planned out for the night, it was going to be special for the both of them. He let out a shaky sigh, looking down at his pants and blushing when he was reminded what was underneath.

Underneath was a lacy pair of red panties, something he has never worn once in his life before, but he was willing too for Barley. He recalled him talking about it one of their many nights together and decided to give it a go. He had to admit, he did feel pretty cute when he tried them on. He hoped his older brother would feel the same way, it was a reward for him after all.

After a few more sips of his wine, he heard the front door open and close, he perked up at the noise. “Barley?” He called out, his heart picking up the pace. “I’m in here!”

Each foot step he heard coming towards him had his pulse spiking further and further, his chest feeling tight, as if someone was pressing their hands down on to him. Barley came into the dining area and he raised his thick eyebrows in surprise.

“Wow Ian. You’ve been cooking it up in here, huh?” Ian felt his face heat up, looking down at his empty plate and nodding his head.

“Uh, yeah.” He brought his hand up to rub at the back of his neck, chuckling nervously. “I just thought I’d give you a reward since you know… You got your new job and everything.” Ian forced his brown eyes back up to his brother, who seemed nothing but elated.

“Sweet! Thanks babe!” Barley beamed while walking over to his little lover, running a hand through his hair before placing a kiss on top of his head, the feeling of his touch lingered on Ian as the large elf took a seat. He looked at the dish and smiled wide. “Lasagna! My favorite! This is awesome.” Ian was pleased with Barley’s gratitude, grabbing his glass to fill it with wine while the other scooped a big heaping of the food onto his plate.

Ian placed the wine glass next to Barley’s plate and offered a small weak smile. He didn’t understand why he was _so_ nervous about everything, it was his brother after all. But he had the strong urge to please him in any way possible, and that’s why he was willing to try something new.

He watched Barley pick up the fork and stab at the food on his plate, bringing it up to his mouth and taking a bite. He chuckled out of pure happiness, giving Ian a look of approval. “Amazing my young wizard! Not only have you succeeded in magic, you are also phenomenal at cooking!”

Ian laughed at his chivalrous voice, enjoying the praise from the other. “I’m glad you like it, it was my first time making it.”

“Well, I gotta tell you, this lasagna right here? Better than mom’s. Swear to god.”

“Liar, you only had one bite.”

“I only need one bite to declare such a thing. This is beautifully done, just try it for yourself, you’ll see.”

Ian found himself smiling like an idiot, feeling like he was on cloud nine from the praise. Even over the smallest things, Barley’s words always had him feel like he was floating. He dished some out onto his own plate and tried for himself and Barley was right. It wasn’t that bad at all. “You see?” The older brother asked, giving him a small smirk.

“It’s alright.” He shrugged, taking another sip of his wine. “I wouldn’t say it’s as good as mom’s though. She has a lot more experience than me.”

“Well I say it is. I’m proud, especially since this is your first time.”

Ian felt heat sear through his cheeks and for a few moments he thought his face was going to set on fire. “Thank you Barley.” He said, his voice cracking at the end which made him want to die on the spot.

A silence fell between them, a comfortable one that gave Ian a moment to calm himself down. He knew he couldn’t get himself too worked up, or his plan would fall through and he would be left with nothing but disappointment. He brought his eyes up to his lover, who was happily enjoying the meal he had prepared for him. The small blue elf couldn’t help but wonder if he was going to like his other surprise just as much as he liked the lasagna.

He felt his hands get clammy just at the thought of the panties that were hidden underneath his jeans, he was so curious to find out what Barley would think but at the same time he was just so nervous. He let out a shaky sigh as his thoughts consumed him, only to be brought out of the storm by Barley’s voice.

“Are you gonna eat or what? Or is staring at me supposed to be your meal tonight?” He teased, his stupid charming smile on his face like it always was. Ian didn’t realize he was staring for so long but once Barley said those words, Ian was gifted with a boost of confidence.

“I mean, you do look pretty good.” He couldn’t believe he managed to squeak those words out, not only did it surprise him, he surprised the other as well, who let out a breathy chuckle. Ian always had a hard time flirting, therefore he never really did it. But tonight he decided he was going to give it a shot, it was all part of the plan anyway. He made sure to look up pick up lines online for hours, memorizing his favorite ones before going into this. He was prepared, or at least he thought he was.

“I don’t know, I think this lasagna tastes better than I ever will.” He said, putting another fork full of the food into his mouth. Ian tried to think, but he didn’t know what to say in return and inevitably he lost his chance. Silence fell on them once again and this time it was stiff for Ian, he knew he couldn’t mess this up, he was bound and determined to flirt with his big brother _goddammit_.

He was beginning to get a little timid once again and he desperately didn’t want to. He tried to rack his brains of the many pick up lines he read and without rehearsing the words in his mind he spoke.

“Hey..” He said in a soft voice, successfully getting the other's attention. “Did you um.. Did you f-fall from heaven? Because it looks like you fell-” Wait, that wasn’t right. “I mean, uh-” He cut himself off, now flushed and embarrassed. He stopped while he was ahead, not wanting to ruin anything any further.

Now feeling a little defeated, he meekly looked up at Barley, whose expression was nothing more than love struck. His lips pulled up into a smile, “You are too god dang adorable, you know that?” And Ian thought his face couldn’t get any hotter. He wasn’t supposed to turn this around on him! He did it so naturally too, like it was the most casual thing in the world.

“N-no, you’re the cute one here.” Ian managed to stutter out, his skin feeling insufferable hot and his mind was having such a hard time thinking straight. He could still save this. “I mean…” He lets out a breathy chuckle, bringing his hand up to run fingers through his blue curls. “You’re more handsome than anything really. Cute isn’t the exact word I’d use when it comes to you… You’re so manly, and strong, a-and…” His voice dropped down to a soft whisper, casting his gaze to the side. “So sexy.” Barley was always telling him how gorgeous and amazing he was, Ian needed to return the favor, even if it was embarrassing.

He gained enough courage to look back up at the other, who looked taken aback by the whole thing. Barley obviously did not understand what was going on, but just like always, he took it and went with the flow. He ended up laughing softly, setting down his fork and giving Ian a rather teasing look. “Yeah baby? You think I’m sexy?” He purred, leaning in a little. “How so?”

Oh God. Ian should’ve known that Barley would milk every second of this. The only problem is that this wasn’t a path he thought he was going to go down so quick. “You know why Barley. You’re so t-tall… And um…”

“And?” He drew out his word, his devilish smile only getting bigger.

“I’m getting t-there!” He takes a big deep breath, pausing to think of what he wanted to say, which was nothing but the truth. His gaze locked down onto his chest and his mind started getting a little clearer. “Your chest... It’s so broad, and there’s nothing I love more than running my hands over it when you’re holding me with your large arms.” It was always something he weirdly adored on Barley, the size difference between them was his wet dream that came to life. “And your hands..” Fuck, his hands. This is where he began to falter again. “G-god I love your hands. I love how they devour my own when you hold them and-and not to mention how they feel when you… you pick me up o-or grab me.. Or choke me.” He bit at his bottom lip anxiously, looking down at his plate to try and control his breathing.

“Hey, I want to look at me when you’re speaking baby boy.” Ian’s heart stopped as soon as Barley gave him his favorite pet name, now the blood that rushed to his face went the other direction. He felt a small tightness in his pants and he was beginning to feel a burning desire for the other.

Ian looked back up at him and he was just reminded of another thing he found incredibly attractive. “Your face too,” He added, offering the other a loving smile. “I always get so entranced by you whenever I look at you, y-your eyes are so gorgeous and I l-love it when the scruff on your chin scrapes up against my skin.” He wanted to say more, but his small frame began to shake hard, his chest felt so heavy it made all the air escape from his lungs.

Barley seemed to notice the other’s struggle and decided it was time to stop teasing him. He reached over and placed a hand on Ian’s cheek, thick thumb rubbing up against the soft blue skin. “That’s enough baby, you did a very good job… But even though the food you made was absolutely delicious. I have a mighty need to eat something else right now.”

Ian’s body went rigid, watching as Barely pushed the chair back and stood, showing off the large tent in his shorts. His breath hitched, surprised that just his words caused his brother to become so aroused. He moved to tower over his little brother, placing a hand underneath his chin and forcing him to look up. The older elf gazed down at him with lust and love, leaning down and brushing his slightly chapped lips against his soft ones.

Ian didn’t know if his heart was even working at that point, arms moving up to grab at his jean sleeveless jacket, eyes sliding shut as Barley’s lips overtook his own, feeling like he was being devoured by his big brother's heat while he moved his mouth against him. His thick tongue ran against the bottom of Ian’s lip and like a sign of submission, Ian opened his mouth to let the other’s tongue enter.

Barley’s muscle pushed into his mouth, a small muffled whimper leaving him as he roamed his cavern. So lost in the kiss, he couldn’t help but flinch when he felt two hands grab his waist, being easily lifted into the air. He pulled away to gasp in surprise, a string of their mixed saliva connecting their bottom lip.

He wrapped his legs and arms around the much larger elf, giving a small pout. “Could’ve g-given me a warning Barley.” He breathed, earning a chuckle from the other.

“Sorry baby boy. I’m just getting a little impatient here. Haven’t seen you all day and now you’re doing all of this for me, it's turning me on... Tell me, where do you wanna go?” He purred out, leaning forward to press soft kisses against his neck. Ian tries to think but the way his lips felt against his skin was mind muddling.

“Uh.. I don’t-” Before he could finish Barley chose from him.

“Alright, kitchen it is then.” He chuckled, leaving the dining area and headed over to the kitchen. He gently placed Ian down onto the island counter. Smiling down at his brother lovingly and Ian swore his heart could explode out of his chest that moment. Barley leaned down to kiss him, the kind of kiss that was nice and slow yet painfully arousing. His lips wandered down to his neck, lustfully pressing them down onto his scolding blue skin.

“Nng… Barley.” He moaned out once he bared his teeth against his neck, his erection pressing hard against the lace underwear. His older brother’s immense hands moved up to his flannel, undoing the first two buttons to expose his skin and nip and bite at his collar bone. Ian only mewled in response, grabbing hard at his shirt when he began to suckle on his skin.

Large hands continued to unbutton his flannel till his upper half was exposed, he stared down at him a predatory hunger that sent shivers down Ian’s spine. “Mm.. Even though we just ate, you made daddy real hungry.” All life had left him once Barley called himself that name, staring up at him with large pleading eyes. His older brother shrugged off his jean jacket, letting it fall to the floor.

His rough, experienced hands moved back to his torso, roaming over his soft skin and humming out in satisfaction. “You look so pretty baby boy, so beautiful… Do you have any idea how good you are for me?” He mutters out praise, hands sliding up to his chest to press his thumbs down on Ian’s pert nipples, rubbing them in small circles.

Ian gasps out, breath labored as he squirmed against the touch, hips bucking up in desperation. Barley chuckled, shaking his head at his little brother’s actions. “Such a greedy little boy…” He moved those mind blowing hands back down, stroking down his thighs and back up to begin unbuttoning his pants. The small elf eyes widened, remembering what lies underneath.

Barley slowly unzipped his jeans to reveal the lacy panties, his eyes widened in surprise. “Oh my… Sir Ian has planned a little surprise for me.” He breathed out shakily, the desire on his face more evident than anything.

“Th-thought… Thought it would be something you liked.” He said in a soft, shy tone, looking away.

“Oh, I don’t just like it. I love it.” He growled, harshly pulling his jeans off of his legs and throwing it on the ground. “My God, you look so dang hot. This looks so good on you! I can’t even express how much this turns me on.” He pressed his palm against Ian’s clothed erection, a shuddered moan leaving him as he moved his hips up against the touch.

Ian was so happy that Barley was pleased by his surprise, even if it was a little embarrassing, in the end he only cared about what his big brother thought. He continued to grind against the deliciously sweet friction, mind unraveling as Barley grabbed and squeezed at one of his slender thighs. “Oh daddy.” He shuddered out, fingers closing around his tight black shirt.

He knew once he called Barley that the other would lose it. He let out a deep, guttural growl that vibrated Ian’s very core, watching as his calloused hands left him to undo the button and zipper on his shorts, releasing his impressively large member. Ian squeaked at the sight, always astonished by the size even though he’s seen it so many times.

With a shaky breath, he timidly moved his hand down to his cock, freckled face flushing red as he tried to wrap his slim fingers around it. He knew there would never be a day where he could fully wrap his hand around Barley, and nothing has ever stopped him from finding it extremely hot. He stroked nice and slow, stopping at the tip to play with the head for a few moments before stroking back down, licking at his lips as precum dripped down his length.

“God… I need to feel you around me so bad right now.” The older elf said, who was obviously growing impatience. Ian whimpered in agreement, casting his gaze up at him with pleading, lustful large brown eyes. “If only you could take me raw, I would have you screaming against this counter.” He lets out a small sigh, but shrugs his shoulders. He scooped the small boy into his arms with ease, and just like he was conditioned, Ian wrapped his limbs around the other.

There was a thick mist that clouded around his brain, he couldn’t think straight or breath right and all he knew is that he needed this man inside of him right now. He let out sweet little whimpers that he knew Barley loved to hear, rubbing himself up against his stomach in a weak attempt to feel anything. The older brother brought the two over to his room, pushing the door open with his foot and walking in. He threw his small brother onto the old bed like it was nothing, earning a small gasp in response.

Ian chewed at his bottom lip, feeling so exposed while Barley dug through his bedside dresser to pull out a bottle of lube. He set it besides Ian’s body before crawling onto the bed, looming over the small freckled elf. He takes his little wrists into his colossal hands, pinning him down to the bed. Their eyes made contact for a few moments, his older brother’s hungry hazel orbs made him feel nothing but pure desperation.

He leaned down and their lips eagerly met, the hair on his chin scratching against his skin as he moved his mouth against his own. Barley pressed down hard enough to cause a little discomfort before he kissed down his jawline and down his neck. Ian felt his chest tightened as warm lips travel down his torso, hands moving down to his hips. The elf stopped when his lips hovered just above his clothed member, even just feeling the man's breath against it had him twitching in anticipation.

“The way you look in these things…” He breathed out, fingers digging into tender hips. “It’s so sexy. You look so hot baby.” Barley praised, his voice predatory. “Daddy loves it so much. Maybe one day I could get your sweet ass in a skirt.” Ian made sure to remember what he said for another time, but all memory was lost once he felt a hot open mouth press down onto his erection. His muscles tensed, hands grabbing at the sheets from the sudden pleasure.

The tightness in his lace panties was way past hurting, he enjoyed the pain but he couldn’t take it anymore. “P-please daddy.” He whimpered out, letting out a pained moan when Barley sucked through the fabric. “Please, it h-hurts.” That’s all he needed to say for his caring big brother to give him the relief he seeked. He hooked his finger under the hem of his panties and pulled it down enough to release his member from it’s confines. He let out a content sigh, happy to have his sore erection free.

“Poor baby boy,” Barley said in a cooing tone. His immense hand wrapped completely around the base of his cock like it was nothing. “you do so good for me, you know that right? Wore panties just for me.” He gave a few slow strokes before leaning down to press a small kiss against his leaking tip. “I’m so lucky to have you, no one has ever done something for me like that before.” Ian’s face was hot and he couldn’t stop the stupid smile from appearing on his face.

“You-you… Always take such good care of me d-daddy. I-I wanted… To give something in return.” He moaned out as Barley pressed his lips back down onto him. “E-even if it’s not a-a lot.”

Barley smiled at his words, letting out a dreamy sigh while staring up at his sweet baby brother. “You do more than enough by just being you baby. Trust me, I’m just glad you’re in my life.” With that, he placed one last soft kiss onto his member before taking it into his big mouth. Ian let out a gasp, fingers gripping hard at the sheets below him. It was so warm and wet and so good.

The older elf easily took his whole length into his mouth like it was nothing, bobbing his head up and down to cause sweet shocks of pleasure to run through Ian’s petite body. He pushes his head back against the mattress, chest rising and falling rapidly as Barley sucked and licked at his length. It was all so much, and all the teasing had not helped him. He felt that familiar knot form in his stomach and his thighs beginning to twitch. He opened his mouth to stutter out broken words.

“D-daddy I-I-I-I’m-”

Barley stopped as soon as he realized what he was trying to say, taking Ian out of his mouth before chuckling softly. “Gosh, so easy to get you over the edge. It’s adorable, really.” He kisses at his thighs for a few moments before sitting up. His hand hooked under Ian’s panties to pull it down along his legs. “These look so good on you, I can’t just take them off completely.” He slipped them off one of his feet, leaving it to hang on his other ankle.

Ian’s heart fluttered at his words, gaze fixated on him as he grabbed the bottle of lip, flicking open the cap to pour a generous amount onto his thick fingers. “If I get too rough with you baby, you’ll tell me right?” He nodded his head and Barley gave him an admiring smile. “Good boy.” He praised, putting both of his slim legs on top of his broad shoulders. Hazel orbs stayed on his small body, humming out as Ian felt a slick finger align with his entrance. “So pretty, wish you knew how breathtaking you were.” His words caused his whole body to rush with a sweet warmth, shyly looking away as his freckled cheeks were flushed with a pretty red.

He felt the tip of his finger push inside, letting out a small squeak at the stretch. He squirmed at the invasion, whimpering once it was pushed all the way inside. Barley seemed nothing but pleased by Ian’s reactions, beginning the agonizingly slow thrusts, unwinding Ian on his finger. Ian was given a few moments to get used to the feeling before Barley worked in a second one.

“Mm, always so tight. I can’t wait to feel you around my cock.” Barley’s thrusts picked up and Ian felt like he was going to go insane. He panted out moans, grabbing at the curls on top of his hair as thick fingers stretched and pushed into him. A small grunt left his lips as he spread his fingers, making a scissoring motion to prepare him for his large member. He looked down at Barley through half lidded eyes, back arching at the sweet pleasure. “I think that should be enough, I’m getting impatient.” He pulled out of Ian and he couldn’t help but whine out from the loss, having the need to be filled up.

The bigger elf slathered his own member with the lubricant, holding onto the base as he brought it to his lover’s entrance, a look of pure hunger plastered on his rugged face. He rubbed the tip against his hole, causing it to twitch in response. Ian huffed in impatience, trying to use his legs to pull him forward which only got a chuckle in response. “So eager for daddy.” He growled, pushing himself inside the tight heat of his little brother. “Oh god yes.”

Ian could hear his heart in his ears, clasping his hand over his mouth and unleashing a loud moan into his skin. “Daddy!” He shouted, muffled by his palm. It burned yet the way he opened up for him felt so good. A series of whimpers left the petite boy, vision becoming cloudy from tears collecting up in his eyes.

Barley let out a deep, satisfied groan as he pushed in further and further. “You feel so good, my god.” Ian breathed rapidly as his boyfriend bottomed out inside of him, walls squeezing against the burning invasion. Ian squirmed, trying his best to get used to the sensation. Barley gave him a few moments, rubbing his hands along the underside of his thighs. “Are you ready for me to start moving baby boy?”

“Nn, y-yes daddy.” He whimpered, bracing for impact as Barley pulls out and then harshly pushes back in. “Ah!” Ian squeaked, feeling the tip of his large member hitting that certain bundle of nerves. “Oh! R-right there!” He was desperate, rocking his body to get more of that sweet friction. Barley repeated the same motion, his thrusts deep, hard and slow, each time hitting his prostate. Ian’s noises were beyond loud and he was beyond grateful his mother wasn’t in the house.

Barley groaned low, setting a steady pace as he thrust inside Ian’s tight heat. “Heavenly, you’re absolutely heavenly.” After thrusting in he pulled out and flipped Ian over on to his stomach like he weighed nothing. Like clockwork, Ian got up on his knees and buried his head into the pillow underneath him, surrounding himself in his brother’s musky scent. Without missing a beat, Barley’s large, thick cock slipped right back into him. “I wish I could undo you like this everyday, every hour, every second. Have you sit on my cock as your mind becomes nothing but mush.”

The hard impactful thrusts and Barley’s smooth like honey voice filling his ears had Ian feeling overwhelmed. His back arched, hastily rocking his body back and forth in time with his thrusts. He felt a hand grab at the back of his hair, pulling his face off of the pillow as his movements got rougher. His hole felt stretched and used, letting out obscene noises, tears streaming down his face as Barley’s big length kept pushing in and out of him with no hesitation.

Barley’s free hand reached around his small body, wrapping around his member and stroking it sloppy and fast and in seconds Ian was pushed right over the edge. There was an intense tightness in his core, walls clenching against the intrusion as he moaned out for Barley. “Daddy! I’m go-gonna cum!” He managed to sputter out, one more firm thrust was all he needed to finally release himself onto Barley’s sheets, the tightness in his abdomen fading away.

“Good boy,” Barley praised out between animistic grunts, leaning down to kiss at his freckled back. “Such a good boy for daddy. I’m almost there, you can take it for me, can’t you?”

Ian felt utterly drained, all he could do was whimper in response as Barley continued to use him like a toy and pummel into him, thrusts becoming rapid and sloppy. His walls twitched around him, moaning out breathlessly as Barley let out a long deep groan, bottoming out in him to release his seed. “Oh yes.” He groaned out, letting go of Ian’s hair, who went limp on the bed, body trembling from the intense pleasure. “I’m so proud of you baby boy, you took me so well. Not one complainant coming from you..” The elder elf praised as he pulled out, causing a shudder to run through Ian’s frail body. “You okay? Did I go too hard?” He asked in a tone laced with loving worry.

Ian shook his head, allowing himself to fall completely down on the bed, rolling over to face Barley. “N-no… That was really good.” He managed to pant out, wiping the tears off his cheeks. “I’m just a little worn out now.”

Barley offered a small, settling down besides his little brother, running his hand through his pretty blue curls. “I get you. You must’ve worked so hard cooking, now you just had a little work out.” He let out a soft laugh, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on his forehead. “Thank you baby, really. That was really sweet of you. I didn’t even ask for it.”

Ian smiled back, face feeling warm out of embarrassment. “O-of course. I wanted to make you happy.”

“You already do that Ian. No matter what you do. I love you baby.”

Ian’s heart rate spiked, feeling stupidly in love as he grabbed at Barley’s hand. “I love you too daddy, so much.” He laughed softly, looking down at himself. “I’m a mess.”

“May I take you to the washroom to clean you up, sir Ian?” He said in that charming chivalrous tone. Ian chuckled, meekly nodding his head as he was picked back up.

_Ian Lightfoot was officially the luckiest elf in the world._

**Author's Note:**

> i hope you had some pleasure for reading my little smut shot haha, i took a break from writing my book just for these two and it was quite refreshing! i really wish they didn't release the movie at such a bad time, im convinced if they waited it would have sky rocketed in the box office. i love this pair and how can you not peg sweet barley as a daddy, seriously!  
> anyway, have a good day and stay safe! <3 ;)


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